 May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.  The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt - Page 255by Leigh Hunt - 1860 - 412 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 476 pages
...upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near school-room, 2 voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 4. And then I clasped my hands and looked around— —But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1901 - 712 pages
...spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near school-room...that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — • harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of f oes. IV And then I clasped my hands and looked... | |
 | Ascott Robert Hope Moncrieff - Authors - 1914 - 332 pages
...pregnant hour — A fresh May morn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept I knew not why, until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that alas I Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And... | |
 | George Park Fisher - Church history - 1915 - 782 pages
...to his perception through voices heard from a school-room — voices that " Were but one echo from n world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." The sentimentalism which found its egotistic, passionate expression in " Manfred " and other poems... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - England - 1916 - 1604 pages
...was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose 25 nails him down upon the rock, And all is done as...and mountains meet ; These are not done by jostlin clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, so Which poured their... | |
 | Roger Ingpen - Poets, English - 1917 - 902 pages
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose, From the near schoolroom,...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around — — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured... | |
 | Edward Thomas - Authors, English - 1917 - 398 pages
...sleep ": " A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near schoolroom...harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." Whether this was at Isleworth or Eton is unknown. Certainly it was at Eton that he met the Dr. Lind... | |
 | James Henry Cousins - English essays - 1919 - 198 pages
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-morn it was, When 1 walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, 1 knew not why ; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas ! Wet e but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas James Cobden-Sanderson - 1922 - 258 pages
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas ! And then I clasped my hands, and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas James Cobden-Sanderson - 1922 - 264 pages
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas ! PART V Were but one echo from a world of woes — i. I The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and... | |
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